A very honest conversation one night with my daughter changed everything for me. She has decided to pass on university and had instead joined the RAF....She was training to be an air traffic controller and was currently posted to a base in the very north of Scotland.I had gone up to see her and while walking along the beach marvelling at the empty beauty of the landscape, we had the conversation that turned my life around. From that day on, I cut back on shit food, I drastically reduced the. Never! We were anyway going to part ways in a few hours, let her think whatever she want to about me!She was of dusky complexion, she was slim, her arms well-toned and the pits with a tad darker shade with no sign of any hair, here of there, whatsoever. I was delighted! Not only I finally had a female companion to ogle at for the next few hours, but maybe more if I push my luck.By then, I had inhaled a lot of her. Her mild perfume, mixed with the sweet smell of the sweat. One bead or two of. I immediately looked across the room at Liz and I saw her watching like a hawk. Liz was the jealous type. She had a right to be in this instance because if she hadn’t been there I definitely would have tried to fuck this little Latina slut. But I ignored my quickly hardening cock and tried to play it cool. I made small talk and tried to be standoffish. But with an inordinate amount of flirtatious laughter, Jessica was not relenting. This girl wanted some cock. Then I saw Liz with a scowl start. ———— Back with the men, most were on their second drink. Their lunch could last longer since their meeting wasn’t till late. They were in no hurry. Just as their food arrived Brian looked up. ‘Hey Martin, Isn’t that the girl you were dating this summer?’ Robin chirped again. ‘You mean was trying to date.’ Martin turned to look, as he turned his friends looked up as well. ———— It was hard not to notice five men all at one table staring at the same group of women. One of the women noticed. ‘Does.